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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 5bde50a | Now I am depressed myself,' I said. 'That's why I never think about these things. I never think and yet when I begin to talk I say the things I have found out in my mind without thinking. | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| d8e7391 | Even when there were no more options for the body, the heart's wishes find a way out, and as with all warmth, love rises. Besides, the will to fly was in the nature of the soul, so its home had to be up above | J.R. Ward | ||
| d4bc92f | As she shuffled back, he glanced down at the tent between his legs. Christ, that goddamn thing in there was huge; he looked like he had another arm in his pants. | J.R. Ward | ||
| f4c4609 | She was staying. A little longer. V smiled to himself. So this was what winning the lottery felt like. | J.R. Ward | ||
| d1f9010 | He kissed her a little more deeply and was happy to hear her gasp of pleasure. The sound brought his erection back to life, and he brushed his fingertips over her collarbone. "How 'bout you hop on up here with me?" "I don't think you're quite ready for that yet." "Wanna bet?" He took her hand and put it under the hospital sheets. The throathy laugh as she gripped him gently was yet another marvel. Just like her constant presence in his .. | J.R. Ward | ||
| ef0949d | Listen to me. You have the fashion sense of a park bench and the interpersonal skills of a meat cleaver--" "Is this supposed to be helping?" "Let me finish--" "What's next? The size of my cock?" "Hey, even pencils can get the job done--I've heard the moaning from your room to prove it." | vishous | J.R. Ward | |
| 86a0314 | V jerked back to the present. And for some reason didn't lie. "I'm thinking about my tattoos." "When did you get them?" "Almost three centuries ago." She whistled. "God, you live that long?" "Longer. Assuming I don't get cracked dead in a fight and you fool humans don't blow up the planet, I'll be breathing for another seven hundred years." | lover-unbound vishous | J.R. Ward | |
| f213dcf | Bottom line? As much as you wanted someone to change and believed they could, they were in control of their life. Not you. And you could throw yourself against the wall of their choices until you were black-and-blue and dizzy as hell, but unless they decided to take a different road, the outcome wasn't going to be what you wanted. | crave fallen ward | J.R. Ward | |
| 8af82e7 | And it was funny. The silence of him had a bizarre effect on her. Normally, she was the quiet one in situations, preferring to keep her own council and not share her thoughts on anything. But with John's mute presence, she felt curiously compelled to talk. "I'm stuffed," she said, lying back against the pillows. As he cocked a brow and lifted the last Danish, she shook her head. "God...no. I couldn't manage another thing." And it was only t.. | J.R. Ward | ||
| 1d54f24 | My own feeling is that if adultery is wickedness then so is food. Both make me feel so much better afterward. | food wickedness | Kurt Vonnegut | |
| c6a5177 | I found me a place where I can do good without doing any harm, and I can see I'm doing good, and them I'm doing good for know I'm doing it, and they love me, Unk, as best they can. I found me a home. | Kurt Vonnegut | ||
| afa77b6 | Symbols can be so beautiful, sometimes. | beauty breakfast-of-champions kurt-vonnegut sometimes symbol symbolism symbols truth | Kurt Vonnegut | |
| 103c630 | Dwayne's bad chemicals made him take a loaded thirty-eight caliber revolver from under his pillow and stick it in his mouth. This was a tool whose only purpose was to make holes in human beings. | Kurt Vonnegut | ||
| f0cbe4e | Moon-Watcher felt the first faint twinges of a new and potent emotion. It was a vague and diffuse sense of envy--of dissatisfaction with his life. He had no idea of its cause, still less of its cure; but discontent had come into his soul, and he had taken one small step toward humanity. | Arthur C. Clarke | ||
| 83ec896 | science fiction is something that happen - but usually you wouldn't want it to. Fantasy is something that happen - though often you only wish that it could. | science-fiction | Arthur C. Clarke | |
| 9a15ba8 | As the playwright George Bernard Shaw once put it: "The reasonable man adapts himself to the world: the unreasonable one persists in trying to adapt the world to himself. Therefore all progress depends on the unreasonable man." | Malcolm Gladwell | ||
| 40cee2e | Those three things - autonomy, complexity and a connection between effort and reward - are, most people agree, the three qualities that work has to have if it is to be satisfying. It is not how much money we make that ultimately makes us happy between nine and five. It's whether our work fulfills us. | Malcolm Gladwell | ||
| 311b114 | DONT CALL ME SMALL!!!!!! | Hiromu Arakawa | ||
| 05a659d | But I had to kill you, because the only other possible ending was us doing it, which I wasn't really emotionally ready to write about at ten.' 'Fair enough,' I say. 'But in the revision, I want to get some action. | paper-towns | John Green | |
| c78accb | Like the way the sun is right now, with the long shadows, and that kind of bright, soft light you get when the sun isn't quite setting? That's the light that makes everything better, everything prettier, and today, everything just seemed to be in that light. | John Green | ||
| c732d97 | Depression is a side effect of dying. (Almost everything is, really). | John Green | ||
| 8dbf6a6 | I was thinking about the word and all the unholdable things that got handled. | John Green | ||
| 1dbdeaf | Even with everything broken and decided inside her she couldn't quite allow herself to disappear for good. | John Green | ||
| 5bc37f6 | Him: And the thing is, when you lose someone, you realise you'll eventually lose everyone Me: True. And once you know that, you can never forget it. | John Green | ||
| 8596faf | Was it animal pee or human pee? Someone asked. How would I know? What, am I an expert in the study of pee? | humor paper pee towns | John Green | |
| 0be0324 | The voice fell low, sank into her breast and stretched the tight bodice over her heart as she came up close. He felt the young lips, her body sighing in relief against the arm growing stronger to hold her. There were now no more plans than if Dick had arbitrarily made some indissoluble mixture, with atoms joined and inseparable; you could throw it all out but never again could they fit back into atomic scale. As he held her and tasted her, .. | F. Scott Fitzgerald | ||
| 4eb2f32 | one of those men who reach such an acute limited excellence at twenty-one that everything afterward savors of anti-climax. | F. Scott Fitzgerald | ||
| dd62449 | Jonah and Catcher shared one of those manly, "It's nice to meet you, but I'm going to barely acknowledge your existence with a small nod because that's the manly thing to do" gestures." | jonah | Chloe Neill | |
| 0c87a93 | A friend once told me the hurt that came with the end of a relationship was painful because it was the death of a dream--the future you'd imagined with a lover, a loved one, a child, or a friend. That loss was its own painful, nearly tangible thing. You had to reimagine your future, perhaps in a different place, with different people, doing different things than you might have first imagined. | Chloe Neill | ||
| 81835bb | Christ did not die to make good works merely possible or to produce a half-hearted pursuit. He died to produce in us a passion for good deeds. Christian purity is not the mere avoidance of evil, but the pursuit of good. | John Piper | ||
| 97d471b | God created me--and you--to live with a single, all-embracing, all-transforming passion--namely, a passion to glorify God by enjoying and displaying his supreme excellence in all the spheres of life. | god purpose | John Piper | |
| d64075b | The outside lights were on, and it was snowing, and it looked like magic. Like we were somewhere else. Like we were someplace better. | Stephen Chbosky | ||
| 7fe2b14 | No hay nada como respirar hondo despues de reirte tanto. Nada en el mundo como el dolor de estomago por una buena causa. | patrick stephen-chbosky the-perks-of-being-a-wallflower | Stephen Chbosky | |
| 706bb26 | just be yourself | Stephen Chbosky | ||
| b5d01e6 | For now, I just want things all safe and familiar. My life may not be perfect, but it is what I have known. | life safety | Ann M. Martin | |
| 6f86f50 | I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia, the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood. | Martin Luther King Jr. | ||
| ccc9586 | Life had sure been simpler when I hadn't dated. | life love relationships | Charlaine Harris | |
| cad8869 | Can I help you up?" "No," she said bitterly. "I prefer to drag myself along the hardwood floor." "Bitch," I said, squatting to help her up." | pam sookie-stackhouse | Charlaine Harris | |
| d319a4d | Captain Phelan and I dislike each other," Beatrix told her. "In fact, we're sworn enemies." Christopher glanced at her quickly. "When did we become sworn enemies?" Ignoring him, Beatrix said to her sister, "Regardless, he's staying for tea." "Wonderful," Amelia said equably. "Why are you enemies, dear?" "I met him yesterday while I was out walking," Beatrix explained. "And he called Medusa a 'garden pest,' and faulted me for bringing her to.. | humor names | Lisa Kleypas | |
| c53af7d | Of all the Hathaway sisters," Cam said equably, "Beatrix is the one most suited to choose her own husband. I trust her judgment." Beatrix gave him a brilliant smile. "Thank you, Cam." "What are you thinking?" Leo demanded of his brother-in-law. "You can't trust Beatrix's judgment." "Why not?" "She's too young," Leo said. "I'm twenty-three," Beatrix protested. "In dog years I'd be dead." | hathaways humor marriage | Lisa Kleypas | |
| 25f05b2 | I'm not the marrying kind -" St. Vincent snorted. "No man is. Marriage is a female invention." | marriage | Lisa Kleypas | |
| 8427b98 | Ever since the Christmas of '53, I have felt that the yuletide is a special hell for those families who have suffered any loss or who must admit to any imperfection; the so-called spirit of giving can be as greedy as receiving--Christmas is our time to be aware of what we lack, of who's not home. | grief loss | John Irving | |
| 7d60047 | She pulled the bedclothes up as far as they would go and suppressed a perverse wish to have her old nurse come to chase away the darkness, perverse because she didn't know if she wanted the shadows to be empty or not. | Megan Whalen Turner | ||
| 65fe099 | Like flies in amber, like corpses frozen in ice, that which according to the laws of nature should pass away is, by the miracle of ink on paper, preserved. It is a kind of magic. As one tends the graves of the dead, so I tend the books. And every day I open a volume or two, read a few lines or pages, allow the voices of the forgotten dead to resonate inside my head. | literature reading words | Diane Setterfield |